Yet another Uni story...Housemates 21st. At the pub. with a load of friends.
Unfortunately, birthday boy was steadfastly refusing to get paralytic by not mixing his drinks. So we had a whipround and got him a pintglass of every spirit the pub had, on the understanding that, once he'd finished it, we got him the hell out of there.
the drinkw as looking quite nice until the baileys and warninks went in and curdled.
It was then toped up with Bitter (Dogbolter I believe)
He had a few mouthfuls, felt terribly ill and we carried him back tothe house where I made him a nice big mug of extra strong coffee.
Extra strong so as to mask all the cherry brandy I'd poured into it.
As a result, he vomited all over his bed within 5 mins.
So, we stripped his bed and turned his mattress over, which is when we found his stash of porn mags.
So we then drew comedy moustaches and glasses on all the centrefolds...
Ahhh, halcyon days, eh?
(Unfortunately, birthday boy was steadfastly refusing to get paralytic by not mixing his drinks. So we had a whipround and got him a pintglass of every spirit the pub had, on the understanding that, once he'd finished it, we got him the hell out of there.
the drinkw as looking quite nice until the baileys and warninks went in and curdled.
It was then toped up with Bitter (Dogbolter I believe)
He had a few mouthfuls, felt terribly ill and we carried him back tothe house where I made him a nice big mug of extra strong coffee.
Extra strong so as to mask all the cherry brandy I'd poured into it.
As a result, he vomited all over his bed within 5 mins.
So, we stripped his bed and turned his mattress over, which is when we found his stash of porn mags.
So we then drew comedy moustaches and glasses on all the centrefolds...
Ahhh, halcyon days, eh?
GigerPunk has, hopefully, slept since,
Wed 22 Oct 2003, 20:51,
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